Let's try another one.
"Oh, no!" said another man who had seen and heard it all.
Then he noticed when he bred tall pea plants with another tall plant, he occasionally got a short offspring, but usually tall ones.
He paused, obviously struck by another thought.
They may have just moved to Alaska from another state.
"Well," said another piglet, "you are a wizard, are you not?"
And one person's solution may be another person's problem.
When her fingers were too tired to spell another word, I had for the first time a keen sense of my deprivations.
At this moment another thought seemed to flash through her mind, and she added, "But Mr. Anagnos did not speak to my soul."
It was one thing to tell herself everything was resolved, but quite another to thoroughly accept something she had always considered wrong.
After what seemed like a short wait, they boarded another plane.
But that's because I would be sharing the experience with another human being, and human beings form connections with other human beings.
Borlaug also promoted the process (which proved wildly successful) of having two wheat-growing seasons in Mexico, one in the highlands, then another in the valley regions.
Finally, we get to the fourth order of GMO: being able to splice genes from one species into another species, a process known as transgenesis.
This is not to say that if another Pearl Harbor or another 9/11 occurred, people in any country wouldn't rise to the occasion and make great sacrifices if needed.
It is yet another major disincentive to war—and we are only six items into our list!
This is simply another form of trade, so some might accuse me of double counting some of my forty-three reasons war will end.
In Montana, where 10 percent of residents spoke German and another 10 percent were of German descent, ministers weren't allowed to preach in German to congregants who understood no English, and one town publicly burned German textbooks, the Bozeman Daily Chronicle reported.
Young people, who would be expected to do the dying if another war came, are generally more determined to keep the peace than their elders.
Another million people were lost in the Battle of Verdun.
I had another tree friend, gentle and more approachable than the great oak--a linden that grew in the dooryard at Red Farm.
The jar made by shifting the men from one hole to another tells me when it is my turn.
He is poor and helpless and lonely now, but before another April education will have brought light and gladness into Tommy's life.
He has another daughter, named Mildred, who knows Carrie.
I'm enjoying my work even more than I expected to, which is another way of saying that I'm glad I came.
Where another can go, she can go.
That remains for her to do at another time.
Then we had another tussle over folding her napkin.
It was another hour before I succeeded in getting her napkin folded.
She kept spelling "dog--baby" and pointing to her five fingers one after another, and sucking them.
She pointed to each puppy, one after another, and to her five fingers, and I taught her the word FIVE.
One stone was "small," another was "very small."
Helen wrote another letter to the little girls yesterday, and her father sent it to Mr. Anagnos.
This is another great forward step.
She moved her finger from one printed character to another as I formed each letter on my fingers.
On another occasion while walking with me she seemed conscious of the presence of her brother, although we were distant from him.
One cute little fellow stole her hair-ribbon, and another tried to snatch the flowers out of her hat.
Another said, "Damn me! but I'd give everything I own in the world to have that little girl always near me."
But I haven't time to write all the pleasant things people said--they would make a very large book, and the kind things they did for us would fill another volume.
She examined one stone after another, and seemed pleased when she could decipher a name.
I will go to Cincinnati in May and buy another child.
By signs she made me understand that she wished another story, and I gave her a book containing very short stories, written in the most elementary style.
At another time she asked, "What is a soul?"
At another time she asked, "Do you not think we would be very much happier always, if we did not have to die?"
Another time she was asking about the power and goodness of God.
To have another Helen Keller there must be another Miss Sullivan.
Another friend, who is as familiar with French as with English, finds her French much more intelligible than her English.
Hard consonants were, and indeed still are, very difficult for her to pronounce in connection with one another in the same word; she often suppresses the one and changes the other, and sometimes she replaces both by an analogous sound with soft aspiration.
Another fact is of great significance in this connection.
Stevenson, whom Miss Sullivan likes and used to read to her pupil, is another marked influence.
Near at hand, upon the topmost spray of a birch, sings the brown thrasher--or red mavis, as some love to call him--all the morning, glad of your society, that would find out another farmer's field if yours were not here.
Or sometimes I watched a pair of hen-hawks circling high in the sky, alternately soaring and descending, approaching, and leaving one another, as if they were the embodiment of my own thoughts.
All our Concord waters have two colors at least; one when viewed at a distance, and another, more proper, close at hand.
The sea, however, is said to be blue one day and green another without any perceptible change in the atmosphere.
Walden is blue at one time and green at another, even from the same point of view.
Making another hole directly over it with an ice chisel which I had, and cutting down the longest birch which I could find in the neighborhood with my knife, I made a slip-noose, which I attached to its end, and, letting it down carefully, passed it over the knob of the handle, and drew it by a line along the birch, and so pulled the axe out again.
If I should soon bring this meditation to an end, would another so sweet occasion be likely to offer?
The woods do not yield another such a gem.
How surprised must the fishes be to see this ungainly visitor from another sphere speeding his way amid their schools!
Here then men saluted one another, and heard and told the news, and went their ways again.
One man still preserves the horns of the last deer that was killed in this vicinity, and another has told me the particulars of the hunt in which his uncle was engaged.
These trees were alive and apparently flourishing at midsummer, and many of them had grown a foot, though completely girdled; but after another winter such were without exception dead.
They also showed me in another place what they thought was a "leach-hole," through which the pond leaked out under a hill into a neighboring meadow, pushing me out on a cake of ice to see it.
They said that a gentleman farmer, who was behind the scenes, wanted to double his money, which, as I understood, amounted to half a million already; but in order to cover each one of his dollars with another, he took off the only coat, ay, the skin itself, of Walden Pond in the midst of a hard winter.
Innumerable little streams overlap and interlace one with another, exhibiting a sort of hybrid product, which obeys half way the law of currents, and half way that of vegetation.
I love to see that Nature is so rife with life that myriads can be afforded to be sacrificed and suffered to prey on one another; that tender organizations can be so serenely squashed out of existence like pulp--tadpoles which herons gobble up, and tortoises and toads run over in the road; and that sometimes it has rained flesh and blood!
Every nail driven should be as another rivet in the machine of the universe, you carrying on the work.
If I devote myself to other pursuits and contemplations, I must first see, at least, that I do not pursue them sitting upon another man's shoulders.
But, unfortunately, another man saw fit to pay it.
My neighbors did not thus salute me, but first looked at me, and then at one another, as if I had returned from a long journey.
A footman conducted Boris down one flight of stairs and up another, to Pierre's rooms.
And Boris, having apparently relieved himself of an onerous duty and extricated himself from an awkward situation and placed another in it, became quite pleasant again.
He had another stroke about half an hour ago.
In the midst of the service the voices of the priests suddenly ceased, they whispered to one another, and the old servant who was holding the count's hand got up and said something to the ladies.
"For tomorrow!" said he, quickly finding the page and making a scratch from one paragraph to another with his hard nail.
Just then a closed carriage and another with a hood drove up to the porch.
The two women let go of one another, and then, as if afraid of being too late, seized each other's hands, kissing them and pulling them away, and again began kissing each other on the face, and then to Prince Andrew's surprise both began to cry and kissed again.
Prince Andrew and his sister, hand in hand, kissed one another, and he told her she was still the same crybaby as ever.
Another time he interrupted, saying:
At that moment the great clock struck two and another with a shrill tone joined in from the drawing room.
Mademoiselle Bourienne, here's another admirer of that powder-monkey emperor of yours, he exclaimed in excellent French.
When they left the table she took her sister-in-law's arm and drew her into another room.
When he reached his sister's room his wife was already awake and her merry voice, hurrying one word after another, came through the open door.
Having snapped at an officer for an unpolished badge, at another because his line was not straight, he reached the third company.
"Another Ismail comrade," said he.
They might call a halt here or we'll have to do another four miles without eating.
Another hussar also rushed toward the horse, but Bondarenko had already thrown the reins of the snaffle bridle over the horse's head.
"A million all but one!" replied a waggish soldier in a torn coat, with a wink, and passed on followed by another, an old man.
That soldier passed on, and after him came another sitting on a cart.
"Yes, the ham was just delicious..." answered another with a loud laugh.
"Sell me the missis," said another soldier, addressing the German, who, angry and frightened, strode energetically along with downcast eyes.
See, here's an officer jammed in too-- different voices were saying in the crowd, as the men looked at one another, and all pressed toward the exit from the bridge.
"Encouraging us to get along quicker," said another uneasily.
The soldiers crowded against one another with terrified faces, and Denisov joined Nesvitski.
The soldiers without turning their heads glanced at one another, curious to see their comrades' impression.
Then two reports one after another, and a third.
Another instant and I shall never again see the sun, this water, that gorge!...
Only his eyes gleamed feverishly and his thoughts followed one another with extraordinary clearness and rapidity.
Bring us nice news of a victory by the Archduke Karl or Ferdinand (one archduke's as good as another, as you know) and even if it is only over a fire brigade of Bonaparte's, that will be another story and we'll fire off some cannon!
But you meant to stay another two days?
Entering the house, Prince Andrew saw Nesvitski and another adjutant having something to eat.
Through the door came the sounds of Kutuzov's voice, excited and dissatisfied, interrupted by another, an unfamiliar voice.
Another emissary rode to the Russian line to announce the peace negotiations and to offer the Russian army the three days' truce.
Another company, a lucky one for not all the companies had vodka, crowded round a pockmarked, broad-shouldered sergeant major who, tilting a keg, filled one after another the canteen lids held out to him.
Another company, a lucky one for not all the companies had vodka, crowded round a pockmarked, broad-shouldered sergeant major who, tilting a keg, filled one after another the canteen lids held out to him.
"It's ancient history," said another, guessing that it referred to a former war.
But the guns remained loaded, the loopholes in blockhouses and entrenchments looked out just as menacingly, and the unlimbered cannon confronted one another as before.
Another, a younger voice, interrupted him: "Afraid or not, you can't escape it anyhow."
The smoke of the first shot had not yet dispersed before another puff appeared, followed by a report.
Another, without looking round, as though fearing to relax, shouted with his mouth wide open and passed on.
Suddenly one shot after another rang out from the French, smoke appeared all along their uneven ranks, and musket shots sounded.
The two commanders were much exasperated with one another and, long after the action had begun on the right flank and the French were already advancing, were engaged in discussion with the sole object of offending one another.
The general and colonel looked sternly and significantly at one another like two fighting cocks preparing for battle, each vainly trying to detect signs of cowardice in the other.
One bullet and then another whistled past him.
Interrupting one another, they all gave, and transmitted, orders as to how to proceed, reprimanding and reproaching him.
Another group was at the tea table.
But at the very time he was expressing this conviction to himself, in another part of his mind her image rose in all its womanly beauty.
Prince Vasili was not having any supper: he went round the table in a merry mood, sitting down now by one, now by another, of the guests.
Mademoiselle Bourienne, also roused to great excitement by Anatole's arrival, thought in another way.
The insult was the more pointed because it concerned not himself but another, his daughter, whom he loved more than himself.
My vocation is to be happy with another kind of happiness, the happiness of love and self-sacrifice.
Hurrah!" thundered from all sides, one regiment after another greeting the Tsar with the strains of the march, and then "Hurrah!"... Then the general march, and again "Hurrah!
Another, the red, stout Nesvitski, lay on a bed with his arms under his head, laughing with an officer who had sat down beside him.
Under cover of obtaining help of this kind for another, which from pride he would never accept for himself, he kept in touch with the circle which confers success and which attracted him.
But you see... another time!
Wheels creak on their axles as the cogs engage one another and the revolving pulleys whirr with the rapidity of their movement, but a neighboring wheel is as quiet and motionless as though it were prepared to remain so for a hundred years; but the moment comes when the lever catches it and obeying the impulse that wheel begins to creak and joins in the common motion the result and aim of which are beyond its ken.
"But death and suffering?" suggested another voice.
I'll take another turn and when I get back I'll go to the general and ask him.
Over there, where the shouting came from, a fire flared up and went out again, then another, and all along the French line on the hill fires flared up and the shouting grew louder and louder.
Another musket missed fire but flashed in the pan.
In front in the fog a shot was heard and then another, at first irregularly at varying intervals--trata... tat--and then more and more regularly and rapidly, and the action at the Goldbach Stream began.
He saw over the mist that in a hollow between two hills near the village of Pratzen, the Russian columns, their bayonets glittering, were moving continuously in one direction toward the valley and disappearing one after another into the mist.
Another in the same place turned round and fired in the air; a third was striking the horse Kutuzov himself rode.
One soldier moved and then another and soon the whole battalion ran forward shouting "Hurrah!" and overtook him.
He could see puffs of musketry smoke that seemed to chase one another down the hillsides, and clouds of cannon smoke rolling, spreading, and mingling with one another.
"Not killed--wounded!" another officer corrected him.
A cannon ball killed someone behind them, another fell in front and splashed Dolokhov with blood.
"Move on a hundred yards and we are certainly saved, remain here another two minutes and it is certain death," thought each one.
"There are so many prisoners today, nearly the whole Russian army, that he is probably tired of them," said another officer.
His brother and sisters struggled for the places nearest to him and disputed with one another who should bring him his tea, handkerchief, and pipe.
They hardly gave one another time to ask questions and give replies concerning a thousand little matters which could not interest anyone but themselves.
His looks thanked her for offering him his freedom and told her that one way or another he would never cease to love her, for that would be impossible.
"How strange it is," said Vera, selecting a moment when all were silent, "that Sonya and Nicholas now say you to one another and meet like strangers."
The races, the English Club, sprees with Denisov, and visits to a certain house--that was another matter and quite the thing for a dashing young hussar!
We must have another entree.
One had saved a standard, another had killed five Frenchmen, a third had loaded five cannon singlehanded.
It was at first impossible to enter the drawing-room door for the crowd of members and guests jostling one another and trying to get a good look at Bagration over each other's shoulders, as if he were some rare animal.
Count Ilya, again thrusting his way through the crowd, went out of the drawing room and reappeared a minute later with another committeeman, carrying a large silver salver which he presented to Prince Bagration.
As soon as the singing was over, another and another toast was proposed and Count Ilya Rostov became more and more moved, more glass was smashed, and the shouting grew louder.
The combatants advanced along the trodden tracks, nearer and nearer to one another, beginning to see one another through the mist.
Only when footsteps or voices were heard did they look at one another, the princess anxious and inquiring, the nurse encouraging.
On the landing below, Philip, the footman, stood looking scared and holding another candle.
Another five days passed, and then the young Prince Nicholas Andreevich was baptized.
Prince Andrew sat in another room, faint with fear lest the baby should be drowned in the font, and awaited the termination of the ceremony.
"Another verse," she said, without noticing Nicholas.
He did not wish to stay another day in Moscow.
After Denisov's departure, Rostov spent another fortnight in Moscow, without going out of the house, waiting for the money his father could not at once raise, and he spent most of his time in the girls' room.
It is good for me, bad for another traveler, and for himself it's unavoidable, because he needs money for food; the man said an officer had once given him a thrashing for letting a private traveler have the courier horses.
"I make bold to ask your excellency to move a little for this gentleman," said the postmaster, entering the room followed by another traveler, also detained for lack of horses.
He firmly believed in the possibility of the brotherhood of men united in the aim of supporting one another in the path of virtue, and that is how Freemasonry presented itself to him.
From there they passed into another room.
Worn out by sleeplessness and anxiety they threw their burden of sorrow on one another and reproached and disputed with each other.
Have received another letter about the Preussisch-Eylau battle from Petenka--he took part in it--and it's all true.
Prince Andrew sighed and broke the seal of another envelope.
He consoled himself with the thought that he fulfilled another of the precepts--that of reforming the human race--and had other virtues--love of his neighbor, and especially generosity.
In another place the women with infants in arms met him to thank him for releasing them from hard work.
"What does harm to another is wrong," said Pierre, feeling with pleasure that for the first time since his arrival Prince Andrew was roused, had begun to talk, and wanted to express what had brought him to his present state.
"And who has told you what is bad for another man?" he asked.
He will drag about as a cripple, a burden to everybody, for another ten years.
The old woman, lowering her eyes but casting side glances at the newcomers, had turned her cup upside down and placed a nibbled bit of sugar beside it, and sat quietly in her armchair, though hoping to be offered another cup of tea.
Another says clever things and one doesn't care to listen, but this one talks rubbish yet stirs an old fellow up.
We'll have another dispute.
Perhaps at another time Denisov would not have left the regiment for so slight a wound, but now he took advantage of it to excuse himself from appearing at the staff and went into hospital.
Boris lodged with another adjutant, the Polish Count Zhilinski.
"Another petitioner," answered the man with the braces.
The Emperor rode to the square where, facing one another, a battalion of the Preobrazhensk regiment stood on the right and a battalion of the French Guards in their bearskin caps on the left.
As the Tsar rode up to one flank of the battalions, which presented arms, another group of horsemen galloped up to the opposite flank, and at the head of them Rostov recognized Napoleon.
The members of his suite, guessing at once what he wanted, moved about and whispered as they passed something from one to another, and a page--the same one Rostov had seen the previous evening at Boris'--ran forward and, bowing respectfully over the outstretched hand and not keeping it waiting a moment, laid in it an Order on a red ribbon.
Another bottle! he shouted.
All the plans Pierre had attempted on his estates--and constantly changing from one thing to another had never accomplished--were carried out by Prince Andrew without display and without perceptible difficulty.
"But when are you coming to bed?" replied another voice.
Speranski did not shift his eyes from one face to another as people involuntarily do on entering a large company and was in no hurry to speak.
Scarcely had I torn it off before another, a bigger one, began biting me.
At one time the count thought of giving her the Ryazan estate or of selling a forest, at another time of borrowing money on a note of hand.
Now, just one on your throat and another... that'll do!
You're awfully like me, just such another giggler....
In the middle of the cotillion, having completed one of the figures, Natasha, still out of breath, was returning to her seat when another dancer chose her.
"If she goes to her cousin first and then to another lady, she will be my wife," said Prince Andrew to himself quite to his own surprise, as he watched her.
Husband and wife glanced at one another, both smiling with self-satisfaction, and each mentally claiming the honor of this visit.
At first the family felt some constraint in intercourse with Prince Andrew; he seemed a man from another world, and for a long time Natasha trained the family to get used to him, proudly assuring them all that he only appeared to be different, but was really just like all of them, and that she was not afraid of him and no one else ought to be.
Prince Andrew had loved his wife, she died, but that was not enough: he wanted to bind his happiness to another woman.
And they all struggled and suffered and tormented one another and injured their souls, their eternal souls, for the attainment of benefits which endure but for an instant.
Another borzoi, a dog, catching sight of his master from the garden path, arched his back and, rushing headlong toward the porch with lifted tail, began rubbing himself against his legs.
Yes, one would have to search far to find another as smart.
At the same instant, with a cry like a wail, first one hound, then another, and then another, sprang helter-skelter from the wood opposite and the whole pack rushed across the field toward the very spot where the wolf had disappeared.
A long, yellowish young borzoi, one Nicholas did not know, from another leash, rushed impetuously at the wolf from in front and almost knocked her over.
Try yours against one another, you two, and I'll look on!
They looked at one another (now that the hunt was over and they were in the house, Nicholas no longer considered it necessary to show his manly superiority over his sister), Natasha gave him a wink, and neither refrained long from bursting into a peal of ringing laughter even before they had a pretext ready to account for it.
Now, hunting is another matter--that's it, come on!
"Uncle" played another song and a valse; then after a pause he cleared his throat and sang his favorite hunting song:
They were fond of asking one another that question.
The mummers (some of the house serfs) dressed up as bears, Turks, innkeepers, and ladies--frightening and funny--bringing in with them the cold from outside and a feeling of gaiety, crowded, at first timidly, into the anteroom, then hiding behind one another they pushed into the ballroom where, shyly at first and then more and more merrily and heartily, they started singing, dancing, and playing Christmas games.
Natasha was foremost in setting a merry holiday tone, which, passing from one to another, grew stronger and reached its climax when they all came out into the frost and got into the sleighs, talking, calling to one another, laughing, and shouting.
Another lately added sorrow arose from the lessons she gave her six year-old nephew.
On another page he drew a tomb, and wrote:
Meeting at large gatherings Julie and Boris looked on one another as the only souls who understood one another in a world of indifferent people.
One thing has come on top of another: her rags to buy, and now a purchaser has turned up for the Moscow estate and for the house.
The footman who had gone to announce them was stopped by another in the large hall and they whispered to one another.
Natasha and Princess Mary looked at one another in silence, and the longer they did so without saying what they wanted to say, the greater grew their antipathy to one another.
With the same expression of agitated surprise and guilt she went about the house, taking up now one occupation, now another, and at once abandoning them.
Anatole had a passport, an order for post horses, ten thousand rubles he had taken from his sister and another ten thousand borrowed with Dolokhov's help.
One man told him he had not come yet, and another that he was coming to dinner.
The old prince's voice and another now and then interrupted him.
Millions of men perpetrated against one another such innumerable crimes, frauds, treacheries, thefts, forgeries, issues of false money, burglaries, incendiarisms, and murders as in whole centuries are not recorded in the annals of all the law courts of the world, but which those who committed them did not at the time regard as being crimes.
Before leaving, Napoleon showed favor to the emperor, kings, and princes who had deserved it, reprimanded the kings and princes with whom he was dissatisfied, presented pearls and diamonds of his own--that is, which he had taken from other kings--to the Empress of Austria, and having, as his historian tells us, tenderly embraced the Empress Marie Louise--who regarded him as her husband, though he had left another wife in Paris--left her grieved by the parting which she seemed hardly able to bear.
"Vivat!" shouted the Poles, ecstatically, breaking their ranks and pressing against one another to see him.
The Emperor was not dancing, he stood in the doorway, stopping now one pair and now another with gracious words which he alone knew how to utter.
The Emperor re-entered the ballroom and remained there about another half-hour.
It still depends on Your Majesty to preserve humanity from the calamity of another war.
A herd of cattle was being driven along the road from the village, and over the fields the larks rose trilling, one after another, like bubbles rising in water.
The Russian Cossacks and bugler and the French hussars looked silently at one another from time to time.
Their king was insane and they changed him for another-- Bernadotte, who promptly went mad--for no Swede would ally himself with Russia unless he were mad.
The door opened, a gentleman-in-waiting, bending respectfully, handed the Emperor his hat and gloves; another brought him a pocket handkerchief.
Prince Andrew wished to leave at once, but Princess Mary persuaded him to stay another day.
Only senseless things, lacking coherence, presented themselves one after another to Prince Andrew's mind.
Another who wished to gain some advantage would attract the Emperor's attention by loudly advocating the very thing the Emperor had hinted at the day before, and would dispute and shout at the council, beating his breast and challenging those who did not agree with him to duels, thereby proving that he was prepared to sacrifice himself for the common good.
From among all these parties, just at the time Prince Andrew reached the army, another, a ninth party, was being formed and was beginning to raise its voice.
It was one of the millions of proposals, one as good as another, that could be made as long as it was quite unknown what character the war would take.
Armfeldt says our army is cut in half, and Paulucci says we have got the French army between two fires; Michaud says that the worthlessness of the Drissa camp lies in having the river behind it, and Pfuel says that is what constitutes its strength; Toll proposes one plan, Armfeldt another, and they are all good and all bad, and the advantages of any suggestions can be seen only at the moment of trial.
He could already see how these men, who looked so small at the foot of the hill, jostled and overtook one another, waving their arms and their sabers in the air.
One Uhlan stopped, another who was on foot flung himself to the ground to avoid being knocked over, and a riderless horse fell in among the hussars.
In another moment Rostov's horse dashed its breast against the hindquarters of the officer's horse, almost knocking it over, and at the same instant Rostov, without knowing why, raised his saber and struck the Frenchman with it.
His eyes, screwed up with fear as if he every moment expected another blow, gazed up at Rostov with shrinking terror.
On all sides, the hussars were busy with the dragoons; one was wounded, but though his face was bleeding, he would not give up his horse; another was perched up behind an hussar with his arms round him; a third was being helped by an hussar to mount his horse.
Doctors came to see her singly and in consultation, talked much in French, German, and Latin, blamed one another, and prescribed a great variety of medicines for all the diseases known to them, but the simple idea never occurred to any of them that they could not know the disease Natasha was suffering from, as no disease suffered by a live man can be known, for every living person has his own peculiarities and always has his own peculiar, personal, novel, complicated disease, unknown to medicine--not a disease of the lungs, liver, skin, heart, nerves, and so on mentioned in medical books, but a disease consisting of one of the innumerable combinations of the maladies of those organs.
But when he had gone into another room, to which the countess hurriedly followed him, he assumed a grave air and thoughtfully shaking his head said that though there was danger, he had hopes of the effect of this last medicine and one must wait and see, that the malady was chiefly mental, but...
Everybody followed his example and they looked at one another in surprise.
"Wherefore?" which had come to him amid every occupation, was now replaced, not by another question or by a reply to the former question, but by her image.
But it was impossible to smarten oneself up or move to another place, because of the crowd.
For a moment the crowd stood still, but then it made another rush forward.
A tradesman's wife was showing a rent in her shawl and telling how much the shawl had cost; another was saying that all silk goods had now got dear.
She feared for her brother who was in it, was horrified by and amazed at the strange cruelty that impels men to kill one another, but she did not understand the significance of this war, which seemed to her like all previous wars.
One day he would order his camp bed to be set up in the glass gallery, another day he remained on the couch or on the lounge chair in the drawing room and dozed there without undressing, while--instead of Mademoiselle Bourienne--a serf boy read to him.
What would it have cost him to hold out for another two days?
As soon as he said this both Prince Vasili and Anna Pavlovna turned away from him and glanced sadly at one another with a sigh at his naivete.
"As soon as Napoleon's interpreter had spoken," says Thiers, "the Cossack, seized by amazement, did not utter another word, but rode on, his eyes fixed on the conqueror whose fame had reached him across the steppes of the East.
Rostov was just mounting to go for a ride round the neighboring villages with Ilyin; he let Lavrushka have another horse and took him along with him.
Alpatych also knew that on the previous day another peasant had even brought from the village of Visloukhovo, which was occupied by the French, a proclamation by a French general that no harm would be done to the inhabitants, and if they remained they would be paid for anything taken from them.
Quite beside themselves, Yakov Alpatych; they've fetched another barrel.
In the village, outside the drink shop, another meeting was being held, which decided that the horses should be driven out into the woods and the carts should not be provided.
Pictures of the near past--her father's illness and last moments--rose one after another to her memory.
On the way to Bogucharovo, a princely estate with a dwelling house and farm where they hoped to find many domestic serfs and pretty girls, they questioned Lavrushka about Napoleon and laughed at his stories, and raced one another to try Ilyin's horse.
"And how like one another," said Ilyin.
"And is there a large force of you here?" said another, a short man, coming up.
Rostov, knitting his brows, left the room with another low bow.
"Eh, books, books!" said another peasant, bringing out Prince Andrew's library cupboards.
"Another forfeit for a Gallicism," said a Russian writer who was present.
"Another romance," said the militia officer.
Another criminal, thin and pale, stood near.
Pierre pointed to another knoll in the distance with a big tree on it, near a village that lay in a hollow where also some campfires were smoking and something black was visible.
"The Smolensk Mother of God," another corrected him.
One picture succeeded another in his imagination.
Another valet, with his finger over the mouth of a bottle, was sprinkling Eau de Cologne on the Emperor's pampered body with an expression which seemed to say that he alone knew where and how much Eau de Cologne should be sprinkled.
So the way in which these people killed one another was not decided by Napoleon's will but occurred independently of him, in accord with the will of hundreds of thousands of people who took part in the common action.
Napoleon ordered another glass to be brought for Rapp, and silently sipped his own.
"Puff! puff!"--and two clouds arose pushing one another and blending together; and "boom, boom!" came the sounds confirming what the eye had seen.
Another prodded his horse with the butt end of a musket, and Pierre, bending over his saddlebow and hardly able to control his shying horse, galloped ahead of the soldiers where there was a free space.
The guns of that battery were being fired continually one after another with a deafening roar, enveloping the whole neighborhood in powder smoke.
His first unconscious feeling of joyful animation produced by the sights and sounds of the battlefield was now replaced by another, especially since he had seen that soldier lying alone in the hayfield.
To the infantry! added another with loud laughter, seeing the shell fly past and fall into the ranks of the supports.
"Are you bowing to a friend, eh?" remarked another, chaffing a peasant who ducked low as a cannon ball flew over.
"Now then, you foxes!" said another, laughing at some militiamen who, stooping low, entered the battery to carry away the wounded man.
The senior officer moved with big, rapid strides from one gun to another with a frowning face.
One cannon ball after another whistled by and struck the earthwork, a soldier, or a gun.
One cannon ball, another, and a third flew over him, falling in front, beside, and behind him.
There for several hours amid incessant cannon and musketry fire, now Russians were seen alone, now Frenchmen alone, now infantry, and now cavalry: they appeared, fired, fell, collided, not knowing what to do with one another, screamed, and ran back again.
All their rushing and galloping at one another did little harm, the harm of disablement and death was caused by the balls and bullets that flew over the fields on which these men were floundering about.
He swore on his honor that the Russians were lost if the Emperor would give another division.
Go and have another look and then come back to me.
Before Belliard was out of sight, a messenger from another part of the battlefield galloped up.
"Yes, yes: go, dear boy, and have a look," he would say to one or another of those about him; or, "No, don't, we'd better wait!"
And you," he continued, addressing another, "ride along the line and announce that tomorrow we attack."
Without moving from that spot or firing a single shot the regiment here lost another third of its men.
Another time, general attention was attracted by a small brown dog, coming heaven knows whence, which trotted in a preoccupied manner in front of the ranks with tail stiffly erect till suddenly a shell fell close by, when it yelped, tucked its tail between its legs, and darted aside.
Prince Andrew, pale and gloomy like everyone in the regiment, paced up and down from the border of one patch to another, at the edge of the meadow beside an oatfield, with head bowed and arms behind his back.
To the men of both sides alike, worn out by want of food and rest, it began equally to appear doubtful whether they should continue to slaughter one another; all the faces expressed hesitation, and the question arose in every soul: For what, for whom, must I kill and be killed?...
By the time Achilles has covered the distance that separated him from the tortoise, the tortoise has covered one tenth of that distance ahead of him: when Achilles has covered that tenth, the tortoise has covered another one hundredth, and so on forever.
Men leave their customary pursuits, hasten from one side of Europe to the other, plunder and slaughter one another, triumph and are plunged in despair, and for some years the whole course of life is altered and presents an intensive movement which first increases and then slackens.
But all that evening and next day reports came in one after another of unheard-of losses, of the loss of half the army, and a fresh battle proved physically impossible.
It was impossible not to retreat a day's march, and then in the same way it was impossible not to retreat another and a third day's march, and at last, on the first of September when the army drew near Moscow--despite the strength of the feeling that had arisen in all ranks--the force of circumstances compelled it to retire beyond Moscow.
Malasha looked down from the oven with shy delight at the faces, uniforms, and decorations of the generals, who one after another came into the room and sat down on the broad benches in the corner under the icons.
What would have seemed difficult or even impossible to another woman did not cause the least embarrassment to Countess Bezukhova, who evidently deserved her reputation of being a very clever woman.
Another shook his head.
As he sat bending greedily over it, helping himself to large spoonfuls and chewing one after another, his face was lit up by the fire and the soldiers looked at him in silence.
"No, better not!" said another, inner voice.
"But you see what he writes..." said another, pointing to a printed sheet he held in his hand.
An old gentleman wearing a star and another official, a German wearing a cross round his neck, approached the speaker.
Petya could not return unless his regiment did so or unless he was transferred to another regiment on active service.
At the end of August the Rostovs received another letter from Nicholas.
The voices and footsteps of the many servants and of the peasants who had come with the carts resounded as they shouted to one another in the yard and in the house.
That night another wounded man was driven down the Povarskaya, and Mavra Kuzminichna, who was standing at the gate, had him brought into the Rostovs' yard.
Pity these wounded men as one might, it was evident that if they were given one cart there would be no reason to refuse another, or all the carts and one's own carriages as well.
Is the army retreating or will there be another battle?
All the rest of that day Pierre spent alone in his benefactor's study, and Gerasim heard him pacing restlessly from one corner to another and talking to himself.
Neither in his presence nor out of it did they weep, nor did they ever talk to one another about him.
The place was a long way off, and while they were judging, what with one thing and another, filling in the papers all in due form--the authorities I mean--time passed.
The movement of peoples from west to east was to be succeeded by a movement of peoples from east to west, and for this fresh war another leader was necessary, having qualities and views differing from Kutuzov's and animated by different motives.
Though Princess Mary and Natasha were evidently glad to see their visitor and though all Pierre's interest was now centered in that house, by the evening they had talked over everything and the conversation passed from one trivial topic to another and repeatedly broke off.
Historic figures were not borne by the waves from one shore to another as before.
One after another they hasten to display their insignificance before him.
It was just when the count's affairs had become so involved that it was impossible to say what would happen if he lived another year that he unexpectedly died.
Nicholas sighed, bit his mustache, and laid out the cards for a patience, trying to divert his mother's attention to another topic.
In another three years, by 1820, he had so managed his affairs that he was able to buy a small estate adjoining Bald Hills and was negotiating to buy back Otradnoe--that being his pet dream.
Sonya went away by another door.
If the animals leading the herd change, this happens because the collective will of all the animals is transferred from one leader to another, according to whether the animal is or is not leading them in the direction selected by the whole herd.
People ceased to kill one another, and this event was accompanied by its justification in the necessity for a centralization of power, resistance to Europe, and so on.
A sinking man who clutches at another and drowns him; or a hungry mother exhausted by feeding her baby, who steals some food; or a man trained to discipline who on duty at the word of command kills a defenseless man-- seem less guilty, that is, less free and more subject to the law of necessity, to one who knows the circumstances in which these people were placed, and more free to one who does not know that the man was himself drowning, that the mother was hungry, that the soldier was in the ranks, and so on.
No, but I can't sit on the fence forever - and I do want another baby.
Mary added another plate to the stack.
"It's not a big deal," Carmen said, and launched into another subject.
He was respectful of her concerns, but they didn't see eye-to-eye on any of it - except the fact that they both wanted another child.
She picked up her coffee cup and took another sip, her eyes searching his over the rim.
So you want another girl.
"Alex and I both want another baby," she finally repeated.
Now he was exerting his authority in another way.
Felipa left Carmen at the foot of the stairs, striding off without another word.
Dulce regarded her reflectively for a moment longer and then walked away without saying another word.
A strong hand grabbed Carmen's arm as the band started another song.
But Tessa wasn't simply another pretty face.
Was it another attempt to humiliate them - her?
And then another thought struck her.
It might cross a person's mind now and then that their spouse might be unfaithful, but insisting on it for months was another thing.
With that behind her, she turned to another subject - one equally disturbing.
Clicking from one spreadsheet to another, she was shocked at the extent of his investments.
A few days later when Carmen and Destiny were visiting Katie, the issue popped out of her mouth in another conversation.
Katie smiled knowingly and picked up another potato.
Katie piled the potatoes in another pan and picked it up, along with the knife and a bag of peals.
Maybe there was another reason he decided to reclaim his money.
They did another x-ray this morning and the infection has spread to the other lung.
Pulling the rail back up, she stood beside the tent, helplessly watching Destiny cry until she coughed herself into another retching fit.
Another way he was like Alex.
Without speaking another word to anyone, he left the room.
Pulling the rail back up, she stood beside the tent, helplessly watching Destiny cry until she coughed herself into another retching fit.
Another way he was like Alex.
Without speaking another word to anyone, he left the room.
It didn't need another rinse, but she needed the time to contemplate before saying something she might regret.
Less than a week later she passed another milestone.
When Alex came in that evening, he announced that he was making another trip to Texas.
Immediately after that thought came another - more painful.
It was yet another example of the way their marriage continued to mature.
Why don't we all make another trip to Texas?
It doesn't matter to me one way or another, but I wish you would at least make an effort at seeing his side of it.
Carmen stroked his cheek again and Matthew went back for another try.
Without another word, he turned the horse and kicked it into a trot in the opposite direction.
A sweet voice called from another room.
But I'm sure they were on another street.
"No, you go ahead," Sarah interrupted with another wave of the hand.
He grabbed her arm, pulling her in another direction.
There was another way, but after what had happened today, she was reluctant to bring it up.
Dorothy and Zeb looked at one another in wonder.
Then he caught up another piglet and pushed it into the first, where it disappeared.
Instead, he drew a leathern case from his pocket and took from it several sharp knives, which he joined together, one after another, until they made a long sword.
He led them within another but smaller circle of hedge, where grew one large and beautiful bush.
But I noticed some strawberries growing in one of the gardens, and some melons in another place.
"I should say so!" grunted another of the piglets, looking uneasily at the kitten; "cats are cruel things."
"We can see you," said another of the piglets.
If we come across another of the strange fruit we must avoid it.
"So I see, my dear," answered another voice, soft and womanly.
We who live here much prefer to be invisible; for we can still hug and kiss one another, and are quite safe from the bears.
Then he picked up another box.
Another breathless climb brought our adventurers to a third landing where there was a rift in the mountain.
"And we trusted you so!" said another of the nine, reproachfully.
The stairs had become narrower and Zeb and the Wizard often had to help Jim pull the buggy from one step to another, or keep it from jamming against the rocky walls.
Then a few of them advanced until another shot from the Wizard's revolver made them retreat.
"That is not a fair question to ask us," declared another dragonette.
But there is another thing to consider.
They now moved on again, creeping slowly up another steep incline.
If he can produce but seven, then this is not the piglet that was lost, but another one.
The four lawyers rode along, one behind another; for the pathway was narrow, and the mud on each side of it was deep.
One ball after another came whizzing near him.
Then another light flashed clear and bright by the side of the first one.
Then another shoe came off.
If a man was obliged to go from one city to another, he often rode on horseback.
Then, without another word, he turned and walked away.
Here's another bird from Mr. Boyle.
It was not long until the man came with another present.
There was another famous artist whose name was Parrhasius. When he heard of the boast which Zeuxis had made, he said to himself, "I will see what I can do."
Some time after this, Zeuxis painted another wonderful picture.
Then came another and another.
Then, without another word, he mounted his brother's little farm horse and rode away.
Another portion he gave to an old servant who waited upon his grandfather.
Soon another came up and said, "My boy, do you happen to have any gold about you?"
The Spartans said to one another, Let us throw this fellow into the rocky chasm.
One day, to the great joy of all, some ships arrived from another country.
One was a fine gardener; another could take care of horses; a third was a good cook; a fourth could manage a household.
"No use to make laws," said another, "for they will never be needed."
I will tell you another story of the same brave and famous king.
When they wanted to move the boat from one place to another they had to pole it; that is, they pushed against a long pole, the lower end of which reached the bottom of the stream.
"Well, I can make some oars," said Robert; "but I think there ought to be still another and a better way.
Then he set out on foot to walk to another city.
Soon the carriage turned into another street--a street less carefully guarded.
Towards evening he told his men to ride home by the main road while he went by another way that was somewhat longer.
The fishermen talked in low tones with one another for a little while, and then one said, It's a bargain.
Another friend tells her either member of the couple should be able to instantly remove the couple page when the relationship goes sour.
Or at least they will know the wise choice to make; whether they will choose it is another matter.
This scene, in one form or another, should seem familiar.
That sends you down another line of thought.
Remember when Janis Joplin sang "Freedom's just another word for 'nothing left to lose'"?
Well, scarcity is just another word for "we don't know how to get it."
Then, make them all soak their fingers in ice water so they are numb and work even slower, creating another thirty jobs for cold-fingered, blindfolded cotton seed removers.
Let's look at another hypothetical.
Imagine if all the people with boring, dead-end machine jobs were told they never had to work another day in their life at a job they did not like.
I don't think so, and I'll explain why with another thought experiment.
As we transition from one set of economic realities to another, there will be severe disruptions along the way.
Another method of genetic modification, called mutagenesis, dates to the early part of the twentieth century.
It affects more than one hundred million people in a hundred countries, kills more than a million people a year, and blinds another half million for good measure.
No longer can a person own another person and have the power of the state backing him up.
It was a rhetorical question and, to those posing it, simply a wish—just another way to say, "Why can't we all just get along?"
Then someone else decides to send that child, at eighteen, to another land to kill people and to die?
It used to be that if you conquered another nation, your soldiers became looters and the military got to haul off everything of value in the country.
One country angry at another one.
They expected the king to choose one border or another, not create his own compromise border.
If someone writes a book in one country, does another country enforce the copyright within its borders?
What about extradition, if a citizen of one country visits another and breaks the local law?
I have never met someone who returned from another country saying, Man, those guys are such jerks.
French wines and luxury brands are appreciated by connoisseurs (another French concept) everywhere.
After this experience it was a long time before I climbed another tree.
Another favourite haunt of mine was the orchard, where the fruit ripened early in July.
One day spent with the blind children made me feel thoroughly at home in my new environment, and I looked eagerly from one pleasant experience to another as the days flew swiftly by.
The waves seemed to be playing a game with me, and tossed me from one to another in their wild frolic.
At last, however, the sea, as if weary of its new toy, threw me back on the shore, and in another instant I was clasped in my teacher's arms.
As the days wore on, the drifts gradually shrunk, but before they were wholly gone another storm came, so that I scarcely felt the earth under my feet once all winter.
He believed, or at least suspected, that Miss Sullivan and I had deliberately stolen the bright thoughts of another and imposed them on him to win his admiration.
But the fact remains that Miss Canby's story was read to me once, and that long after I had forgotten it, it came back to me so naturally that I never suspected that it was the child of another mind.
The geometrical diagrams were particularly vexing because I could not see the relation of the different parts to one another, even on the cushion.
I received another paper and a table of signs by return mail, and I set to work to learn the notation.
Before I entered college, however, it was thought best that I should study another year under Mr. Keith.
It would signify somewhat, if, in any earnest sense, he slanted them and daubed it; but the spirit having departed out of the tenant, it is of a piece with constructing his own coffin--the architecture of the grave--and "carpenter" is but another name for "coffin-maker."
Pray, for what do we move ever but to get rid of our furniture, our exuviÃ¦: at last to go from this world to another newly furnished, and leave this to be burned?
Another time when Winslow visited them, it being a season of plenty with them, there was no deficiency in this respect.
I observed that the vitals of the village were the grocery, the bar-room, the post-office, and the bank; and, as a necessary part of the machinery, they kept a bell, a big gun, and a fire-engine, at convenient places; and the houses were so arranged as to make the most of mankind, in lanes and fronting one another, so that every traveller had to run the gauntlet, and every man, woman, and child might get a lick at him.
First he had left a lady before she had finished speaking to him, and now he continued to speak to another who wished to get away.
"Come over here, Helene, dear," said Anna Pavlovna to the beautiful young princess who was sitting some way off, the center of another group.
The story was very pretty and interesting, especially at the point where the rivals suddenly recognized one another; and the ladies looked agitated.
Just then another visitor entered the drawing room: Prince Andrew Bolkonski, the little princess' husband.
Another voice, from a man of medium height with clear blue eyes, particularly striking among all these drunken voices by its sober ring, cried from the window: "Come here; part the bets!"
Pierre drank one glass after another, looking from under his brows at the tipsy guests who were again crowding round the window, and listening to their chatter.
The countess herself and her handsome eldest daughter were in the drawing-room with the visitors who came to congratulate, and who constantly succeeded one another in relays.
Now and then they glanced at one another, hardly able to suppress their laughter.
In another four years... then I will ask for your hand.
He noticed that they whispered to one another, casting significant looks at him with a kind of awe and even servility.
"You know, Michael Ilarionovich, we are not on the Empress' Field where a parade does not begin till all the troops are assembled," said the Tsar with another glance at the Emperor Francis, as if inviting him if not to join in at least to listen to what he was saying.
Pressed by the throng against the high backs of the chairs, the orators spoke one after another and sometimes two together.
Soldiers were continually rushing backwards and forwards near it, and he saw two of them and a man in a frieze coat dragging burning beams into another yard across the street, while others carried bundles of hay.
There was another terrible crash and something huge collapsed.
One fair-haired young soldier of the third company, whom Prince Andrew knew and who had a strap round the calf of one leg, crossed himself, stepped back to get a good run, and plunged into the water; another, a dark noncommissioned officer who was always shaggy, stood up to his waist in the water joyfully wriggling his muscular figure and snorted with satisfaction as he poured the water over his head with hands blackened to the wrists.
There were sounds of men slapping one another, yelling, and puffing.
"There will be another battle tomorrow..." he began, but Natasha interrupted him.
Faster and faster, vying with one another, they moved at the double or at a trot, vanishing amid the clouds of dust they raised and making the air ring with a deafening roar of mingling shouts.
In another corner two old bees are languidly fighting, or cleaning themselves, or feeding one another, without themselves knowing whether they do it with friendly or hostile intent.
In a third place a crowd of bees, crushing one another, attack some victim and fight and smother it, and the victim, enfeebled or killed, drops from above slowly and lightly as a feather, among the heap of corpses.
"But how are you going to stop them?" replied another officer.
The crowd, crushing one another, upsetting carts, and shouting and squeezing desperately, had cleared off the bridge and the troops were now moving forward.
Another smith tried to enter the doorway, pressing against the publican with his chest.
He'll show you what law is! the mob were saying as if reproving one another for their lack of confidence.
To keep one another back, to breathe in that stifling atmosphere, to be unable to stir, and to await something unknown, uncomprehended, and terrible, was becoming unbearable.
Another still stronger wave flowed through the crowd and reaching the front ranks carried it swaying to the very steps of the porch.
Since the world began and men have killed one another no one has ever committed such a crime against his fellow man without comforting himself with this same idea.
These words went from one to another in the crowd.
I won't say another word to him, thought Pierre.
Well, let's have another bottle of this Moscow Bordeaux, shall we?
Morel will warm us up another little bottle.
In the darkness of the night one of the servants noticed, above the high body of a coach standing before the porch, the small glow of another fire.
"But look here, brothers, there's another fire!" remarked an orderly.
It's windy and dry... said another voice.
A cock crowed far off and another replied near by.
She cautiously took one step and then another, and found herself in the middle of a small room containing baggage.
Another man--Timokhin--was lying in a corner on the benches beneath the icons, and two others--the doctor and a valet--lay on the floor.
And his attention was suddenly carried into another world, a world of reality and delirium in which something particular was happening.
In another side street a sentinel standing beside a green caisson shouted at him, but only when the shout was threateningly repeated and he heard the click of the man's musket as he raised it did Pierre understand that he had to pass on the other side of the street.
The woman's husband, a short, round- shouldered man in the undress uniform of a civilian official, with sausage-shaped whiskers and showing under his square-set cap the hair smoothly brushed forward over his temples, with expressionless face was moving the trunks, which were placed one on another, and was dragging some garments from under them.
Another man would have rescued her from the fire.
One of its sides had fallen in, another was on fire, and bright flames issued from the openings of the windows and from under the roof.
It was now, however, impossible to get back the way he had come; the maid, Aniska, was no longer there, and Pierre with a feeling of pity and disgust pressed the wet, painfully sobbing child to himself as tenderly as he could and ran with her through the garden seeking another way out.
And having thus demolished the young man, Anna Pavlovna turned to another group where Bilibin was talking about the Austrians: having wrinkled up his face he was evidently preparing to smooth it out again and utter one of his mots.
But Princess Bolkonskaya--that's another matter.
She knew that being thrown together again under such terrible circumstances they would again fall in love with one another, and that Nicholas would then not be able to marry Princess Mary as they would be within the prohibited degrees of affinity.
"He is a Russian spy," Davout interrupted, addressing another general who was present, but whom Pierre had not noticed.
For some seconds they looked at one another, and that look saved Pierre.
He turned his head and saw that the adjutant was putting another question to Davout.
In another moment Davout would have realized that he was doing wrong, but just then the adjutant had come in and interrupted him.
We cannot understand one another, and he remained silent.
Another corps of several thousand men is moving on Dmitrov.
What sort of another blackguard are you?
"Hurrah-ah-ah!" reverberated in the forest, and the Cossack companies, trailing their lances and advancing one after another as if poured out of a sack, dashed gaily across the brook toward the camp.
Meanwhile another column was to have attacked the French from the front, but Kutuzov accompanied that column.
When that door was opened and the prisoners, crowding against one another like a flock of sheep, squeezed into the exit, Pierre pushed his way forward and approached that very captain who as the corporal had assured him was ready to do anything for him.
Another, a thin little officer, was speaking to everyone, conjecturing where they were now being taken and how far they would get that day.
What have they done? the prisoners on one side and another were heard saying as they gazed on the charred ruins.
During the hour Pierre watched them they all came flowing from the different streets with one and the same desire to get on quickly; they all jostled one another, began to grow angry and to fight, white teeth gleamed, brows frowned, ever the same words of abuse flew from side to side, and all the faces bore the same swaggeringly resolute and coldly cruel expression that had struck Pierre that morning on the corporal's face when the drums were beating.
In the early days of October another envoy came to Kutuzov with a letter from Napoleon proposing peace and falsely dated from Moscow, though Napoleon was already not far from Kutuzov on the old Kaluga road.
By the light of the sparks Bolkhovitinov saw Shcherbinin's youthful face as he held the candle, and the face of another man who was still asleep.
All historians agree that the external activity of states and nations in their conflicts with one another is expressed in wars, and that as a direct result of greater or less success in war the political strength of states and nations increases or decreases.
There'll hardly be another such chance to fall on a transport as today.
Their un- Russian shouting at their horses which were straining uphill with the carts, and their calls to one another, could be clearly heard.
While they were talking in undertones the crack of a shot sounded from the low ground by the pond, a puff of white smoke appeared, then another, and the sound of hundreds of seemingly merry French voices shouting together came up from the slope.
"I went for another one," Tikhon continued, "and I crept like this through the wood and lay down."
Vesenya!-- Vesenny! laughing voices were heard calling to one another in the darkness.
"He'll make them get a move on, those fellows!" said another, laughing.
Oh yes, another thing!
Each instrument--now resembling a violin and now a horn, but better and clearer than violin or horn--played its own part, and before it had finished the melody merged with another instrument that began almost the same air, and then with a third and a fourth; and they all blended into one and again became separate and again blended, now into solemn church music, now into something dazzlingly brilliant and triumphant.
With a solemn triumphal march there mingled a song, the drip from the trees, and the hissing of the saber, "Ozheg-zheg-zheg..." and again the horses jostled one another and neighed, not disturbing the choir but joining in it.
He did not say another word to Petya but rode in silence all the way.
And now during these last three weeks of the march he had learned still another new, consolatory truth--that nothing in this world is terrible.
The hussars and Cossacks crowded round the prisoners; one offered them clothes, another boots, and a third bread.
But still he and those about him retained their old habits: wrote commands, letters, reports, and orders of the day; called one another sire, mon cousin, prince d'Eckmuhl, roi de Naples, and so on.
But these orders and reports were only on paper, nothing in them was acted upon for they could not be carried out, and though they entitled one another Majesties, Highnesses, or Cousins, they all felt that they were miserable wretches who had done much evil for which they had now to pay.
They abandoned one another, abandoned all their heavy baggage, their artillery, and half their men, and fled, getting past the Russians by night by making semicircles to the right.
They spoke little even to one another, and when they did it was of very unimportant matters.
They were continually kissing and saying tender things to one another and spent most of their time together.
Together they felt more in harmony with one another than either of them felt with herself when alone.
She did not think of applying submission and self-abnegation to her own life, for she was accustomed to seek other joys, but she understood and loved in another those previously incomprehensible virtues.
But besides this, since the exhaustion and enormous diminution of the army caused by the rapidity of the advance had become evident, another reason for slackening the pace and delaying presented itself to Kutuzov.
Kutuzov merely shrugged his shoulders when one after another they presented projects of maneuvers to be made with those soldiers-- ill-shod, insufficiently clad, and half starved--who within a month and without fighting a battle had dwindled to half their number, and who at the best if the flight continued would have to go a greater distance than they had already traversed, before they reached the frontier.
At another spot he noticed a Russian soldier laughingly patting a Frenchman on the shoulder, saying something to him in a friendly manner, and Kutuzov with the same expression on his face again swayed his head.
Another section amid the regimental wagons and horses which were standing in a group was busy getting out caldrons and rye biscuit, and feeding the horses.
"And you, Jackdaw, go and fetch some wood!" said he to another soldier.
There was running to and fro and whispering; another troyka flew furiously up, and then all eyes were turned on an approaching sleigh in which the figures of the Emperor and Volkonski could already be descried.
The war of 1812, besides its national significance dear to every Russian heart, was now to assume another, a European, significance.
Just then he was only anxious to get away as quickly as possible from places where people were killing one another, to some peaceful refuge where he could recover himself, rest, and think over all the strange new facts he had learned; but on reaching Orel he immediately fell ill.
The difference, and sometimes complete contradiction, between men's opinions and their lives, and between one man and another, pleased him and drew from him an amused and gentle smile.
In a rather low room lit by one candle sat the princess and with her another person dressed in black.
The picturesqueness of the chimney stacks and tumble-down walls of the burned-out quarters of the town, stretching out and concealing one another, reminded him of the Rhine and the Colosseum.
These questions, then as now, existed only for those who see nothing in marriage but the pleasure married people get from one another, that is, only the beginnings of marriage and not its whole significance, which lies in the family.
Another pretext would be her snuff, which would seem too dry or too damp or not rubbed fine enough.
You and I haven't seen anything of one another yet...
One is lured by women, another by honors, a third by ambition or money, and they go over to that camp.
And with an eager face Nicholas began to speak of the possibility of repurchasing Otradnoe before long, and added: "Another ten years of life and I shall leave the children... in an excellent position."
Then suddenly turning to one another at the same time they both began to speak.
Having interrupted one another they both stopped to let the other continue.
In the first place the historian describes the activity of individuals who in his opinion have directed humanity (one historian considers only monarchs, generals, and ministers as being such men, while another includes also orators, learned men, reformers, philosophers, and poets).
One historian says that an event was produced by Napoleon's power, another that it was produced by Alexander's, a third that it was due to the power of some other person.
This condition is never observed by the universal historians, and so to explain the resultant forces they are obliged to admit, in addition to the insufficient components, another unexplained force affecting the resultant action.
That Chateaubriand, Madame de Stael, and others spoke certain words to one another only affected their mutual relations but does not account for the submission of millions.
The historians of culture are quite consistent in regard to their progenitors, the writers of universal histories, for if historical events may be explained by the fact that certain persons treated one another in such and such ways, why not explain them by the fact that such and such people wrote such and such books?
Another man says the locomotive moves because its wheels go round.
Recognizing the falsity of this view of history, another set of historians say that power rests on a conditional delegation of the will of the people to their rulers, and that historical leaders have power only conditionally on carrying out the program that the will of the people has by tacit agreement prescribed to them.
No command ever appears spontaneously, or itself covers a whole series of occurrences; but each command follows from another, and never refers to a whole series of events but always to one moment only of an event.
To understand in what this dependence consists it is necessary to reinstate another omitted condition of every command proceeding not from the Deity but from a man, which is, that the man who gives the command himself takes part in the event.
Men uniting in these combinations always assume such relations toward one another that the larger number take a more direct share, and the smaller number a less direct share, in the collective action for which they have combined.
A similar relation of people to one another is seen in every combination of men for common activity--in agriculture, trade, and every administration.
Only by separating the two sources of cognition, related to one another as form to content, do we get the mutually exclusive and separately incomprehensible conceptions of freedom and inevitability.
Apart from these two concepts which in their union mutually define one another as form and content, no conception of life is possible.
In another form but along the same path of reflection the other sciences have proceeded.
For another moment she hesitated, and then joined Alex.
It wasn't something she had considered before, but another thought followed his.
The other lung was infected and they had switched to yet another antibiotic.
Lathum waved a hand in dismissal, his mind already firmly entrenched in another project.
He walked away with his clipboard in hand, barking some orders at another officer.
Another figure emerged from the night to stand beside Len.
She should be looking for a replacement vehicle, but having another car in the garage would only be a reminder that there was no one left to drive it.
She closed her eyes and said another prayer before she clamped a sweaty hand around the cold door handle.
It took them another thirty minutes or so to find the burned out shell of the car.
Here is another person descended from the air to prove you were wrong.
He tried first one plan and then another; but none of them proved anything at all.
The next morning the king wished to send him on another errand.
Of course, Wikipedia is another textbook example where people toil for no payment, and anonymously as well.
Then in the 1940s, another American, Oswald Avery, was able to show, through an ingenious method, that the genetic information had to be carried by the DNA.
Another pleasure, which comes more rarely than the others, is going to the theatre.
Then I'll find you another place.
That served another purpose when the conversation turned to the possibility of another child.
There followed another band after this, which was called the Royal Court Band, because the members all lived in the palace.
Then Psammeticus tried still another plan.
Wolf! they cried, as they met another farmer coming over the hill.